Spring Spirits

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By SMILING DARKNESS

Spring rains on my face and dampens my Earth. Awakening a joy and new beginning. I breath musk and fill my eyes of Irish green. Spring-time spirits cleanse my winter soul, And build upon a new wick branch. The Robin chirps her peaceful call. And i listen. I listen to her chirps of praise to the new sage Earth. I breath musk, see Irish green, and listen in rhythm to my heart. I take in the Spirits' soft breath of life.

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